Car Racing without Money

Chapter 769: Chapter 312: I Must Win This Race (Part 3)

The drivers’ radios couldn’t communicate with each other on the track. Weber saw Vettel’s car enter the pit lane from the entrance, and he instantly realized that the opponent had received a team order to pit first.

He immediately questioned, "Why is Vettel pitting first? My tires can’t hold on anymore!"

Facing the team order, Weber was quick to express his doubt.

After all, he was a veteran in the paddock for many years, with both experience and achievements, and naturally wouldn’t blindly follow orders like a rookie.

"There’s no why; it’s the decision of the strategy group."

Monahan couldn’t provide much explanation and could only emphasize that it was the instruction from the strategy group.

Hearing this, and sensing the firmness in the chief race engineer’s tone, Weber’s record was after all not as solid as Schumacher’s or Alonso’s, nor did he have the confidence of a world champion.

No matter how dissatisfied he felt inside, he could only watch as Vettel pitted. freewebnσvel.cѳm

"Vettel from the Red Bull Racing Team pitted first; from their actions, the team seems to prioritize the driver with a better result. Red Bull is unwilling to take unknown risks." frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

"But now Weber and Xiangbei’s gap is reduced to 25.3 seconds, and if he pits in the next lap, this time will become 24.3 seconds or even less."

"Whether the Red Bull Racing Team can pit without errors and whether Weber can maintain his position, all suspense will be revealed in the next lap!"

Red described the situation on the track, while the audience kept their eyes fixed on the Red Bull Racing car. Vettel’s pit and tire change went relatively smoothly, taking a total of 2.64 seconds, which is within the reasonable range.

After one lap, Weber drove the car into the pit lane, and the overall time digits on the broadcast screen began to jump rapidly.

This length of time will determine whether Weber will exit the pit before Chen Xiangbei or after Chen Xiangbei!

"Red Bull mechanics, come on, you are the most promising team!"

"What the HRT Team can do, you have no reason to fail, beat the Chinese guy!"

"Weber, you need to win this race after the loss in the Australian home race."

"Red Bull, show your championship-contending team strength!"

The audience from South Korea and some Western fans cheered for the Red Bull Racing Team.

As the most dazzling new team in the paddock for nearly ten years and a potential championship contender, Red Bull possesses fame and achievements not matched by its history, with many fans around the world.

Of course, for the South Korean audience, it’s more about the concept that the enemy of an enemy is a friend.

With the lowering of the jack, the tire change time of 3.18 seconds appeared.

This wasn’t a particularly fast speed, but considering that Vettel had just pitted, and the team mechanics had a very short time to prepare the tires again, the time was barely acceptable.

But just as Weber was driving inside the pit lane, a black-orange colored HRT Racing Car sped down the outside main track, and the two cars were going to converge at the pit lane exit.

"Faster, Chen Xiangbei!"

"Weber, don’t give the Chinese Kid a chance."

"Undercut! Undercut! Undercut!"

Supporters from both sides were getting excited, and the members of the two teams instinctively clenched their fists.

At the exit of the pit lane, as soon as the barrier disappeared, both Chen Xiangbei and Weber turned their heads to look at each other.

The black-orange colored HRT Racing Car, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, roared past the Red Bull Racing car.

Weber no longer needed to consider defending during the cold tire period, as Chen Xiangbei, with a minuscule advantage of 0.01 seconds, completed the undercut on him, and their positions were swapped.

Chen Xiangbei moved up to second place in the race!